A/N: Oh, I had fun writing this. Enjoy.
Joe had almost spited out his morning coffee when Adam came down for breakfast, he saw that Hoss had stopped eating and Pa was staring at his oldest son.
Adam looked like hell, if you can say so. His hair was disheveled, he hadn't shaved and all his cloths were dissolved.
"Headache?" Joe asked when Adam sat down. Only thing he got was a glare.
"That bad, uh?" Again Adam didn't answer. He only gulped down a cup of coffee and held out his hand so someone could pour him another fill.
"Son, are you feeling quiet well?" Ben asked, the question seemed worried but his sons who knew him well, could hear a humor in his voice.
"I'm fine," Adam grumbled and drank his coffee.
"You know, you shouldn't have drunk so much last night." Ben admonished.
"Yes, especially if Abigail Jones was near." Adams face went paler, at Hoss' sentence.
"I heard she said that he will come today and nurse you back to health, she thinks your sick." Joe said with seriousness, with a second Adam stood and was up the stairs.
Three other Cartwrights changed curious glances. Fifteen minutes later Adam came down nicely dressed, in order and Shaved, he had his saddlebags in hands "If anyone asks, especially Ms Jones then I went San Francisco for a month." And out of the door he was.
"Was Ms Jones really going to come here?" Ben looked at Joe.
"No she is going to San Francisco to visit her aunt today." A moment passed then all remaining Cartwrights where up and out of the door, "ADAM!"